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		<description>The original writings of author Joey Martinez </description>
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			<title>12/11/20</title>
			<description>You know the outcome, the score has been settled so why continue to pedal towards the finish line? Are you hoping you&amp;rsquo;ll magically change the course of what&amp;rsquo;s been set in stone? Do you truly believe or is it just that you&amp;rsquo;re scared to be alone? You&amp;rsquo;ve dealt the final blow, ..</description>
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			<title>Chance</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s becoming hard to find a way to begin these written thoughts. My mind has become clogged with photographs of you. My ears faintly hear your voice as the wind blows. I live in sanity do not fear, but you have taken over isn&amp;rsquo;t it clear? 26 years and counting but we&amp;rsquo;re all due to ..</description>
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			<title>Time machine </title>
			<description>I can&amp;rsquo;t change the past but the future is in my control. I can&amp;rsquo;t erase the damage I&amp;rsquo;ve done the bells have tolled. I was a man with no face, no emotion, no trace. I didn&amp;rsquo;t exist, mere mist. Now here I am with an identity trying to find my purpose while making amends for my pa..</description>
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			<title>Test </title>
			<description>Sips of forbidden pleasure to drown the emotions that haunt. Hiding behind designer clothes you love to flaunt. Foolishly unaware you lie naked with desperation and despair. But who are we to judge, forbidden fruits and debarred deserts are the meals of choice. We&amp;rsquo;ll do whatever we can to mute..</description>
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			<title>On the level </title>
			<description>Stuck on a level, you didn&amp;rsquo;t believe it when they told you time never takes its foot off the pedal .  Years have passed and you&amp;rsquo;ve become gassed from childish antics that have grown into habits to counteract the panic of being an adult. You lost that spark, you need a jolt. Who&amp;rsquo;s t..</description>
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			<title>Value</title>
			<description>She underestimates the power of her glance. A trance of emotions all put into a single glare, a spell within a single stare. It&amp;rsquo;s a sight to behold because even I became warm, a man with a cold chilling heart has succumbed to her work of art. However, I sense the doubt when she passes by.  Wan..</description>
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			<title>Tombstone </title>
			<description>She was a garden while I was nothing but a graveyard. It was foolish of me to take residence upon her presence, making myself at home while draining every inch of life from her roots. I set a tombstone of false promises within and called it home. She didn&amp;rsquo;t oppose, she continued to blossom but..</description>
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			<title>Control</title>
			<description>A rapturous feeling is displayed when you become the puppeteer and control the playAll these years of no control has finally begun to unfold You&amp;rsquo;ve become dependent on others for amusement You let them control your emotions, the mind, and your movements But now you have caught the eye ..</description>
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			<title>Hand of doom</title>
			<description>She wallows in false fantasies, reality has taken its toll I stand aside while her demons run wild, losing her self control She comes near with her marijuana scented breezeBut nothing can keep a damaged mind like hers at ease Dancing to the beat of her sporadically drug infused heart She..</description>
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			<title>Distance </title>
			<description>Sunset eyes dawn on you.You&amp;rsquo;re a man of the moon with habits untrue.Unable to adapt to her warm embrace. A forgetful mind can&amp;rsquo;t avoid her face.Commonly numb from head to toe. Emotions become present when her presence is bestowed.For once in your life... you contemplate the ac..</description>
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			<title>Roadhouse</title>
			<description>Drowning in a glass of whiskey tearsPsychedelic tabs have her tripping with fear Steering towards reality&amp;rsquo;s dead end She&amp;rsquo;s her only enemy but also her only friend Her mother raised an angel but she pawned her wings and halo for temples and volcanoes New Jersey Gal with San Di..</description>
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			<title>Tame</title>
			<description>They&amp;rsquo;re trying to eradicate the faith of the Middle East with tactics of force to establish peaceThere are no winners in war there&amp;rsquo;s only the deceased Whether dead or alive, those who survive are left with holes inside Now the heart becomes a void Love was once the answer but now..</description>
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			<title>Man made</title>
			<description>Mans frustration has turned a world into a whirl of torment and discomfort And yet we wonder why women have been enraged since the age of existence We live in a domicile that can inflict injustice to our women in an instance Us men are a bunch of fools who were given the proper tools to succee..</description>
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			<title>Ignore</title>
			<description>The Middle East have countless civilians being treated as slaves by those who&amp;rsquo;re doing the reapers work to enrich the graves Thousands held captive under control The bells have been tolled But our generation have lost their heartsThere souls have grown coldA man with no power as I ..</description>
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			<title>Peak</title>
			<description>Pollution spraying from a mouth that does nothing but please when the peak comes at ease A Dangerous mind that can turn a scripture into a spell that unwinds A woman you want to avoid but fills the void with her dazzling wizardry It&amp;rsquo;s hard to keep distance from a woman who can bring down..</description>
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			<title>Motel blues</title>
			<description>You got your motel money but you have penthouse dreams A bed made for a sorrowful fool with roaches coming out the seams Purchased a woman down the alley to occupy wasted time A bottle of whiskey to make the loving more frisky and a nice line of snow The curtains have been closed for years b..</description>
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			<title>It&amp;rsquo;s Electric </title>
			<description>Computerized eyes can&amp;rsquo;t visualize hell as a place of fireIt&amp;rsquo;s nothing but a tomb of loss signals and tangled wires Attached to your phones, you start to become one within the cell Unaware you fell victim to its ever lasting spell Wounds that run deep begin to corrupt the motherbo..</description>
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			<title>Mirror </title>
			<description>Mirror mirror on the wallYou remind us we exist in a world that many appall You remind us that We&amp;rsquo;re alive in a realm that&amp;rsquo;s overwhelmingly abysmal But it&amp;rsquo;s an honor to be apart of history There&amp;rsquo;s no routine, the next day is all a mystery It&amp;rsquo;s an honor to feel..</description>
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			<title>Wrong Part </title>
			<description>Sit back and relax? No we want to by on the edge of our seats but we must keep our desires of fire discreet! We can&amp;rsquo;t show a sign of insanity in a world built from insanity.You can&amp;rsquo;t show attractions towards evil in a society that operates of sin. You must be hypocritical and play ..</description>
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			<title>Creation</title>
			<description>A woman who relishes the love she attracts from those who view her as a rose from the garden of Eve.But there&amp;rsquo;s this lust that lies underneath, she wants to be feared, she wants to deceive. The Yang controls more than the Yin.A heavenly touch wishes to grasp more sins.She wants to add ..</description>
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			<title>Insanely sane</title>
			<description>A lot of individuals seem to be attracted to Ted Bundy, but I believe it&amp;rsquo;s not the person it&amp;rsquo;s the characteristics he obtains.Some women love the charm, they love the intelligence, but they adore the evil. They cherish the balance of good and evil.The tenderness of a humans voice m..</description>
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			<title>Empty </title>
			<description>A so-called &amp;ldquo;emotionless&amp;rdquo; human being begins fleeing from their bare bones body due to the affections from another soul held in captivity by the nativity of feelings. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t happiness that made its way into a decaying body, it was sadness. But you loved it, you were stricken..</description>
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			<title>The Future? </title>
			<description>You lead them to visualize the light but the fright of change has them going towards the lane that steered them through painNow a woman of God seems deranged for propelling the fame of our lord and savior It&amp;rsquo;s far more enticing to savor the flavor of the forbidden fruit the devil offers ..</description>
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			<title>Drown </title>
			<description>Why do we settle for those who try to oppose the kettle of our thoughts that we love to drown? Why must we censor ourselves to fill the Tetris spaces in society? Ask yourself, have you ever been honest with someone other than yourself? Those crazy theories, those moronic ideas, kept in a safe ..</description>
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			<title>2019 or so they say </title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s a new year but I feel as if time has stood clear from moving forward and more towards an abrupt halt.The hands on the clock aren&amp;rsquo;t at fault, as a matter of fact I don&amp;rsquo;t know who&amp;rsquo;s to blame. I know I haven&amp;rsquo;t gone insane for there are others who feel the same way..</description>
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			<title>Approach </title>
			<description>She was a delicate soul, a Pink Floyd who resembled a haven of comfort. But I always knew she had some Black Sabbath beneath that smile. Shes a megalomaniac who&amp;rsquo;s comfortably numb. Pretending to be the victim while crushing hearts for fun. They admire the good while I fall for the evil that&amp;rs..</description>
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			<title>Rapture</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s a diabolical rapture and the harness of the heartless has got you captured.Leave earth to satan and his slaves, the children of the grave have already joined the black sabbath. The heartless have made passage and welcome you with open arms to parish those who ravaged your emotionless ..</description>
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			<title>Uncut </title>
			<description>You wanna be uncensored and uncut but you can&amp;rsquo;t be yourself in this world you can only adjust.</description>
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			<title>Liked post</title>
			<description>Spamming your accomplishments on social media to seek astonishment from others who find it tedious. Your so called loved ones couldn&amp;rsquo;t offer a cent to pay attention to the achievements you continuously mention. So you feel a little unbalanced, they always notice the malice behavior but nev..</description>
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			<title>Body</title>
			<description>Perhaps people don&amp;rsquo;t understand the affection I offer is towards themselves and not the shell. Your body means little to nothing, even God leave it behind when your time comes to an end.It&amp;rsquo;s the spirit, it&amp;rsquo;s the soul that&amp;rsquo;s grabs a hold of my heart. Unfortunately I&amp;rsqu..</description>
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			<title>Physical </title>
			<description>Physicality conquers all in a world where souls are appalled by most. Even the ones that were sold contain no value and simply roast in a endless fire to help the devil acquire some warmth. You see, its all about physical appearance that grants us the clearance to pursue who we admire. We&amp;rsqu..</description>
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			<title>Expectations </title>
			<description>You put all this effort to obtain the apple of your eye, you supply the tree with nourishment yearning for a taste. But the chase is always better than the catch, once you grasp that woman of your dreams, it&amp;rsquo;s not all what it seams to be. She&amp;rsquo;s never at fault, it&amp;rsquo;s you and the ..</description>
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			<title>Generation confusion </title>
			<description>I see a lot of people who digest an abundance of substances to counteract the reluctances that burns. Comparing themselves to these programmed celebrities which lowers their integrity to earn a place in this world. Striving for the perfect body that&amp;rsquo;s being embodied by a soul that was sold..</description>
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			<title>Who are you?</title>
			<description>I love it when things go south because those are the times when the language of truth come spewing out the mouth. Your true image becomes available for the world to see, I wanna see your catastrophic identity. We&amp;rsquo;re all angelic during the summer but i need to witness the display you portra..</description>
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			<title>Mother Earth </title>
			<description>Used to have a devil on my shoulder but ever since the world grew colder we became closer and smile for the camera shoulder to shoulder. Angels said I&amp;rsquo;ve become bipolar but I&amp;rsquo;m just adapting to how the holy holder portays himself.All these holy books on the shelf never explained how ..</description>
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			<title>Same old same old </title>
			<description>A schizophrenic without the diagnosis who supposes the world is after her soul Using Marijuana and Whiskey as a shield to keep hold Unaware it&amp;rsquo;s breaking her strength even more because those defensive tactics have become an offensive attack to her core You can&amp;rsquo;t maneuver the Halluc..</description>
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			<title>Bones</title>
			<description>You&amp;rsquo;re just a walking corpse, nothing gets under your skin A heart was once within but the adrenaline of sin has corroded the core No remorse, no regret You&amp;rsquo;re dead but you still take breaths Of course you remain the same as society and point the finger at the world for not tamin..</description>
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			<title>Lost in smoke</title>
			<description>You know marijuana was made to relax and heal But lately you&amp;rsquo;ve been using it to avoid the cards reality deals Can&amp;rsquo;t handle the pressure so now you measure the amount of grams it takes to numb those thoughts that infiltrate the mind You&amp;rsquo;re losing yourself and you&amp;rsquo;re los..</description>
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			<title>Charade </title>
			<description>It was all just a charade, a game I foolishly volunteered to play No matter how many times I guessed, I couldn&amp;rsquo;t address who she claimed to beAnother lover who wore the mask of an enemy And just like a jester, I kept the act going along unaware I was being used as a prompt for the show ..</description>
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			<title>Bystander </title>
			<description>You love to talk but you never listen Her countless warnings and suspicions have come out the dark and have begun to glistenIt&amp;rsquo;s out in the open but you provide the poison instead of the potion You hear her words but ironically they go unheard She&amp;rsquo;s your earth but you treat her l..</description>
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			<title>Horns</title>
			<description>You think you&amp;rsquo;re sure but the woman who wore the halo on her head turned out to be a demon with horns No one is born with hate but the world made her migrate to your soulful arms Now a heart has becomed harmed and you lie in a cloud of marijuana smoke paranoid and alarmedYou couldn&amp;rsquo..</description>
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			<title>First strike </title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s amusing how people come and goTurns out you were nothing but a prompt for their magic show Now watch them disappear and welcome back the guests of honor, misery and fear Afraid of the brigade of thoughts that will consume the night Dark circles under your eyes from witnessing the ..</description>
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			<title>Funeral earth </title>
			<description>As an innocent youth I remembered the world as a portrait that displayed these vibrant rays of colors Now adulthood has come and we wear nothing but black to adapt to the now At what age did we allow ourselves to rot into these heartless creatures with clone like featuresWe&amp;rsquo;re all becomi..</description>
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			<title>I once knew </title>
			<description>You were enticed by the actions of a vice world so now you sacrificed the nice girl we once knew You broke on through to the other side where nightmares live and dreams die But I&amp;rsquo;ll hand it to ya, you deceived our naked eyes20/20 vision and I didn&amp;rsquo;t realize that angels can be demon..</description>
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			<title>The claw</title>
			<description>The world is populated with the unjust so perhaps the reapers claw has been bustedOr perhaps rusted, slowly taking it&amp;rsquo;s time to unwind the world of such evil and hate.Maybe God still has faith in these people who have a quantity of evil experience?Or has he forgot about them, a mere clea..</description>
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			<title>Paranoid </title>
			<description>Broken trust can be a lot more painful than a broken heart Insecure promises that kept you together now has you apart Now you try to acquire the pieces but the anger you&amp;rsquo;ve obtained begin to fill up the creases You forbid to tell anyone near about your secrets and fears The smiles of y..</description>
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			<title>Outrun </title>
			<description>Present intuitions can&amp;rsquo;t erase those mistakes of the past that spiral into a superstition of an unwanted fateScared of being placed in a residence you can&amp;rsquo;t escape once the reaper sets her dateThe consequences of a hell has your mind under a spell of fear Karma has made her presenc..</description>
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			<title>Rent</title>
			<description>I always assumed those who wore nothing but black had lacked the strength of emotion But it turns out they seem the most stable while those with color are barely able to keep it together Such a fool I was to believe that every smile was true Adulthood has taught me it&amp;rsquo;s a mechanism  used..</description>
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			<title>Stop trying to be God</title>
			<description>A world full of mortal men who try to be God and control the odds that are never in your favor So do your best to savor those minuscule moments that were created by free will Because someone will come into your life and supply the bill plus tax An empty wallet to match an empty mind that can&amp;r..</description>
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			<title>Fools Paradise </title>
			<description>Vulnerable when alone due to the demons that condone those thoughts of unrighteousness So you look for someone to fill the void to avoid the submission of your guilty inquisitions Your eyes of tragedy meet it&amp;rsquo;s majesty but it&amp;rsquo;s just another fatality in disguise Those tears of happi..</description>
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